Infested-Edgar-Assassin (Resistance)

Oh god... So much FAIL... Well, its my flying squirrel! It took maybe 4 hours before I realized I got the head and face wrong, and changed them, and now they look more wrong... oh well...


Name: Edgar

Gender: Male

Age: 3 years

Rank: Assassin

Species: Flying Squirrel

Attire | Accessories: Knifes, uses gliding abilities to stealthy advantage.

Personality: Edgar is open about his opinions, but shy, and feels great sympathy for his friends. He respects everyone as long as they respect him. He is very passionate and caring. Edgar, after the death of his family, was always closing himself out, staying away from other Resistance members. Eventually, though, he realized this is not what his family would've wanted, and he realized everyone had something to offer. He has an absolute hatred for humans, and likes to enforce the rules.

Relatives | Family: Mother (Unknown, Deceased) Father (Unknown, Deceased) Sister (Unknown, Deceased)

Brief backstory: Edgar was a quiet rat who enjoyed the company of his only friend, his sister. Edgar‘s family was killed in a sewer flood when he was one. He shut himself out from everyone around him, and mostly stayed in a tunnel, working on his skills. He has attached 3 knifes to his tail, which he uses in combat. In mourning he has realized every Resistance member has something to offer, and that his parents would never want this for him. He somehow felt the humans were responsible. He has lived to enforce the rules, and is especially fierce about avoiding humans. He has also trained to be an assassin, taking out his enemies effectively with his 3 knives he takes everywhere. He is very quiet and sneaky, easily sneaking behind his opponents, and can get almost anywhere with his climbing and gliding skills.

Relationships: He is friendly with most of the Resistance.

Role-play Example: The sewer was cold. But then again, it usually was. Being alone like this reminded Edgar of the months after his parents and sisters passing, where he had spent almost all of his time here, in this hidden tunnel over the waterfall. The only way to get there was to glide, and Edgar had been spending time working on his glide speeds. He ran forward, ending his short break, and ran over the edge of the tunnel mouth. He propelled forward, whiskers flowing back, and his sides caught wind. But Edgar was falling too fast, and he caught air too late. All of a sudden he was propelling toward water. He reached his paws out, towards a wall, trying to aim toward the wall. Luckily, he landed on a hard grey slab, hard on his paws. Sure it hurt, but he was alive…
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